On the top of the city, the Song army was waiting in full formation, and Xue Xiaoyu suddenly screamed.
"My... army... artillery..."
Wuxiuguan was attacked by surprise, and the soldiers who had withdrawn from the pass became an unwelcome group of people. Even he, the prepared general, was despised, and no one greeted him when defending the city.
Both Zhao Shu and Meng Gong were frightened, and they raised their telescopes one after another. They saw that the Mongolian army's siege team not only had trebuchets and ballistae, but also artillery carriages. There seemed to be hundreds of them.
"The Tatar army really has firearms! Some of them seem to be our army's artillery carriages."
Seeing is believing, Meng Gong couldn't hide his surprise when he looked at the Mongolian artillery carriage.
Zhao Shu looked at Xue Xiaoyu, who looked ashamed and angry, and snorted coldly.
Needless to say, the Song Army artillery carts among them were captured by the Mongolian army after they broke through Wuxiuguan and snatched them from the Song army at Wuxiuguan.
If deputy general Ming Xincheng hadn't sacrificed his life to blow up the ammunition depot at Wu Xiuguan, the consequences would have been disastrous.
"Why…………"
Huang Xi's face turned livid, and he punched the wall angrily.
It's really ironic to shoot yourself with your own firearm.
"General, there are 120 artillery pieces in the Tatar army, including 30 seven-pound general cannons, which can shoot two miles; there are about 20 large and small cannons each, with a range of 300 steps. As for the Tatar self-made large and small artillery pieces, 50 The power of the door is unknown."
Meng Gong put down his telescope and said warmly:
"Except for the general cannon, the rest are basically useless. What I am worried about now is that the Tatar infantry may use thunder when attacking the city. Although my soldiers blew up the ammunition depot, the Tatar army broke through the Wuxiu Pass. I think it should About two thousand thunderbolts were captured."
According to the standard configuration of five thunderbolts for a Song army, the number of prisoners, excluding those used, should be about 500, which should be about 2,000.
"Two thousand sky-shaking thunders, how many more soldiers will be killed and injured?"
Huang Xi shouted in surprise.
The generals of the Song Army on top of the city all looked ugly.
They are well aware of how sharp and fierce firearms are. It has always been their magic weapon to defeat the enemy. Now that the firearms are in the hands of the enemy, the damage caused can be imagined.
"General, give me the order, let the brothers be ready, pay more attention to the thunder when attacking the city. Also, if the Tatar infantry attacks the city, the artillery is basically useless, so don't worry too much. Their thunder Not much, if you survive today, it’s probably about the same.”
Meng Gong spoke at the right time to relieve Zhao Shu and others.
He was referring to the Thunder Thunder captured by the Mongolian army. As for the thunderbolts carried by the Mongolian army, that is unknown.
"Didn't you hear what General Meng said? Send the order immediately. Be careful of the thunder of the Tatar infantry!"
Zhao Shu's face was stern, and the ordering soldiers quickly followed the order and walked away.
"Meng Gong, please give me the firearms in the Tatar army!"
Zhao Shu issued the military order and strode away.
Outside the North City, the boundless Mongolian army surged in, overwhelming the sky and the earth. In the torrent of Mongolian troops, tall trebuchets came into view, and ballistae and artillery carts moved forward one after another. On the top of the city, Meng Gong shouted loudly.
"Reload!"
The gunners began to load ammunition, and Meng Gong solemnly gave instructions to the ordering soldiers.
"Give me the order, put it in a little, and knock out the artillery carriages of the Tatar army first, and then the trebuchets and ballistae!"
Both types of general cannons can shoot at an elevated angle and can shoot for more than two miles, causing damage to the Song army at the head of the city, so they must be dealt with first.
After the military order was issued, the gunners began to adjust the angle of the artillery, aiming at the Mongolian army artillery truck that was slowly moving forward.
Meng Gong nodded secretly. These gunners of the northwest frontier army are skilled in movements, cooperate tacitly, and are not afraid in the face of battle. They have a calm and calm air, and they seem to be more elite than the gunners of the Jinghu frontier army.
There are frequent wars in the northwest, which may be the result of actual combat training people better.
"General, the Tatar artillery carriage has entered a range of two miles!"
The lookouts in the artillery started shouting.
"Everyone, get ready!"
Meng Gong's palms became sweaty and he shouted loudly.
"fire!"
"Puffy!"
Continuous thunder sounded, and the 25 15-pound cannons on the top of the city fired first. The billowing smoke rose, and 25 solid iron balls weighing 15 kilograms roared out and smashed towards the Mongolian army's formation.
City defense heavy artillery is naturally different from field artillery and is incomparable in weight.
Immediately afterwards, earth-shattering thunder sounded, and 25 9-pound general cannons opened fire one after another. The city was filled with smoke and smoke, which was truly spectacular.
The sound of artillery fired from the top of the city made Liu Heima, a man of ten thousand households of the Mongolian and Han armies, startled. He raised his head and saw countless black dots filling the air, growing from small to large, making a shrill scream, and smashing headlong into the Mongolian army's formation attacking the city.
As Liu Heima watched in shock, solid iron balls rushed into the crowd of Mongolian soldiers, smashing out alleys of flesh and blood. In the crowd of Mongolian soldiers, there were constant frightening sounds of fractures, broken limbs and broken bodies flying around, and blood spurting out. Pervasive, earth-shattering screams and cries rang out.
Several iron balls bounced and flew, and the wooden plank of a trebuchet was broken, sawdust flew, and the trebuchet swayed, tilted and collapsed. The surrounding Mongolian gunners' legs were broken and fractured by the iron ball, and they fell to the ground, howling in pain.
In just one round of shooting, the Mongolian army suffered hundreds of casualties. A trebuchet was smashed, and two gun carriages and a crossbow carriage were overturned.
"good!"
Zhao Shu felt excited and punched the city wall, his fist aching.
The trebuchet is huge and moves slowly. It is not as small and easy to move as the artillery ballista. At this rate, when the trebuchet reaches a range of about 300 steps, I am afraid that more than half of it will be destroyed.
In this way, the pressure on defending the city will be much less.
"continue!"
Meng Gong commanded loudly, and the Song Army gunners began to reload ammunition, adjust the angle of the artillery, and fire again.
The artillery of the Song Army had a screw rod at the tail, which was used to adjust the angle of the artillery very quickly. There is a ruler on the artillery and the ammunition can be filled, which greatly increases the shooting speed.
"Peng! Peng! Peng!"
Thick smoke spewed out from the top of the city, artillery roared continuously, and iron balls tore the air, flew wantonly, and smashed into the Mongolian army's formation one after another. Another scene of blood and flesh flying everywhere, ghosts crying and wolves howling. Two more trebuchets and several artillery and ballistae were smashed and overturned.
The sound of artillery continued, many of the Mongolian troops attacking the city turned pale, and there was a commotion in the army. However, the Mongolian army's military orders were strict, and the Mongolian cavalry was supervising the battle behind them. The Mongolian infantry rushed forward bravely.
Seeing the miserable situation of the Han army, Liu Heima and others looked livid, but they were helpless.
The Mongolian army braved artillery fire and advanced, finally entering a range of about a mile. In this process, the Mongolian army had lost about 30% of its various siege machinery.
"What are you doing in the cold? Fire a cannon at me!"
In the Mongolian army formation, Tian Xiong roared angrily.
The surrendered Song Army gunners hurriedly loaded ammunition and lit the wires one after another.
"Puffy!"
The deafening sound of artillery sounded, the Mongolian army's formation was filled with smoke, and solid iron balls hit the south city head of Xingyuan Mansion one after another. Bricks and stones were fired from the top of the city, dozens of Song soldiers screamed and fell to the ground, and even some gunners were affected.
The prisoners of the Song Army kept firing cannons, and some solid iron balls flew into the city, smashing down several roofs and courtyard walls. However, the residents close to the city wall had already moved away, and there were no casualties.
"Shield! Kill these idiots for me!"
Meng Gong shouted angrily. He watched the Mongolian army formation at the crenel. The generals on the left and right tried to persuade him to retreat, but he refused.
Protected by shields, the gunners stabilized their minds, adjusted the angle of the artillery, and continued firing.
This time, dozens of iron balls went straight to the Mongolian army's artillery position. In an instant, several artillery carts were smashed and overturned. The gunners were lying in a pool of blood. There were countless casualties. There were severed hands and feet all over the ground. The screams continued.
The sound of artillery fire continued, and smoke filled the city walls. The sound of artillery fire at the head of the city remained unchanged, but the sound of artillery fire outside the city became increasingly sparse.
The artillery at the top of the city is protected by the city wall, but outside the city is bare. After all, Xingyuan Fucheng is the seat of the Xingyuan Rongsi and the emperor. There are many artillery at the top of the city, the gunners are elite, and their morale is high.
Amidst the roar of artillery, the Mongolian army's artillery carts, trebuchets and ballistae were constantly overturned and overturned, and the Mongolian army's gunners and crossbowmen were constantly killed and injured. In the comparison of the long-range machinery between the two sides, the Mongolian army fell far behind.
Several solid iron balls rushed in, and several gun carriages were beaten to pieces. The gunners were killed and injured, and the rest turned around and fled. They were shot over one by one by the Mongolian army's sharp archers who were supervising the battle behind the formation, and no one survived.
On the city wall, the Song army officers and soldiers cheered. There was no mercy for the dead and injured prisoners of the Song Army.
"I go!"
Zhao Ming secretly breathed a sigh of relief. He looked at the trebuchet that was still rolling forward, and his expression darkened again.
At a glance, it seemed that the Mongolian army had half of its trebuchets knocked out, but if the remaining trebuchets were to work, huge boulders would hit the city wall, and the consequences would be disastrous.
The range of small cannons is more than 300 steps, which is basically farther than the range of trebuchets. Seeing that the Mongolian army's trebuchet stopped and the Mongolian army was moving huge rocks, Meng Gong shouted angrily.
"Aim! Use the big and small cannons to knock out the trebuchet!"
"Peng! Peng! Peng!"
100 large and small artillery pieces on the city wall opened fire one after another. The city was filled with smoke, and iron balls and iron pellets were continuously thrown out. Like a violent storm, the Mongolian army's artillery, trebuchets, and ballistae were continuously overturned and smashed. At a distance of about 300 steps, both sides were going back and forth, risking their lives to attack each other.
A huge boulder flew up to the top of the city and hit a wall. Earth and rocks flew, and half of the wall collapsed. The artillery carriage behind the wall was smashed by the boulder, and the artillery rolled. Two Song soldiers were hit by the artillery, and one immediately spat out. Blood, unable to wither. Another Song soldier was hit in the head by a cannon, and his brains exploded, mixed with blood, and floated in the air.
Another crossbow gun fired at them, and the two Song soldiers at the top of the city were unable to dodge. One was shot off the top of the city by a crossbow gun, and the other was shot through the arm and fell to the ground.
The artillery roared non-stop at the top of the city, bombarding the Mongolian army's position indiscriminately. Amidst the endless rain of bullets, the trebuchets, artillery and ballistae on the Mongolian army's position staggered and stalled.
Dozens of trebuchets and ballistae, and nearly a hundred artillery pieces were destroyed by the Song army's artillery. Torre remained calm and looked on coldly.
However, hundreds of people were lost, and this battle had just begun.
The horns of the Mongolian army's formation sounded melodious, and the Mongolian army came overwhelmingly like a tide. Zhao Shu shouted loudly.
"Shield! Be careful of the Tatar's feathered arrows! Be careful of the Tatar's thunder!"
The planks and shields at the top of the city were lifted one after another, and the top of the city seemed to be covered with a roof, airtight.
The gunners were protected by their own artillery carts, but the surrounding areas of the artillery carts were still covered by the shields of the Song Army soldiers.
The artillerymen of the Song Army are all treasures and have the strictest protection.
"Artillery, prepare!"
"Archers, prepare!"
"Grenadiers, prepare!"
On the top of the city, the Song Army officers shouted one after another.
The purpose of war is to destroy the opponent to the maximum extent. The real war has just begun.
Yes, long-range attacks are over, and melee combat is the real thing.
"Kill Song Dog!"
"Kill Song Dog!"
The tide-like Mongolian army roared forward, and thousands of Song army prisoners and civilians were among them. They carried ladders and walked straight to the south wall of Xingyuan Mansion. Countless Mongolian soldiers were running forward with horned bows in their hands. Many of them had already taken out their arrows and were ready to draw their bows at any time.
In the telescope, watching the Mongolian army roaring forward with excitement on their faces and the ferocious look in their eyes clearly, Meng Gong's palms became sweaty and he nodded lightly towards the flag officer next to him.
The flag was waved and the officers shouted.
"fire!"
The city was filled with smoke, flames suddenly appeared, and iron balls and pellets rose into the sky and hit the outside of the city.
